Yellow and white
you have bisected my daffodils
eye to eye in paradise garden.
The serene beauty draws
the power of love from the inner well.
Spring bursts after encounter with nuances.
Fumbling from poem to
poem. I would not find the meaning of
pain of bleeding pen.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: July 5th, 2021 21:48
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
'Spring bursts after encounter with nuances.
Fumbling from poem to
poem. I would not find the meaning of
pain of bleeding pen.'
Amen!
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